What rotten luck!
She'd only brought home a half-dead man she'd found on the road, hoping to play the angel of mercy, but instead she'd walked straight into a tiger's den!
When they met again, he dragged her forcibly into his world, and from then on, their fates became entangled.
He was the new head of a mysterious family, an undefeated god who had emerged from a blood-soaked battlefield.
Rumor had it that he was cold and heartless, moody and unpredictable, a devil in human form. Rumor had it that he was ruthless and iron-fisted, so terrifying that everyone trembled at his name, yet had no choice but to submit. Rumor had it that he wanted nothing to do with women, and any woman who came within three steps of him was doomed...
But it was all just rumor!
A fateful encounter brought her into his heart and upended the life he had always known.
According to one particularly long-winded subordinate, ever since Miss X moved into Mr. Mo's home, Mr. Mo had turned into a complete fool!
They said Mr. Mo would choose beauty over his empire, flying into a rage for the sake of his beloved!
She was the legendary Bloodthirsty Rose, a jade-faced demon who ruled the blood-soaked underworld!
Some feared her, intimidated by her wealth, enough to look down on the whole world and inspire envy in everyone.
Some dreaded her, awed by her power, enough to bring the world to its knees and make everyone submit.
Some envied her, jealous of her love, enough to make her the envy of the world.
Some called her a devil. She gave a bewitching smile and paid them no mind. So what if she was a devil? If it meant living as she pleased, she wasn't afraid to become one!
Some called her an angel. She gave a self-deprecating smile, unmoved. What good was being an angel? She had never been one!
Alluring and bewitching, she seemed to cast a spell over everyone, but none of it was real!
One morning, on a spacious bed, a man stared at the bloodstain on the white sheets, his brows drawing together. He looked at the woman hiding under the covers, her face flushed, and didn't know what to do!
“Where are you hurt?” His voice was filled with concern.
“...I'm not!” she squeaked, barely louder than a mosquito.
“How could you be bleeding?” His brow furrowed.
“...I told you I'm fine!” She lowered her head.
“Then let me see the wound!” He moved toward her.
“...Get the hell away from me!” she roared, looking up!
One day, in a grand and lavish conference room, a group of old men sat around the table discussing important matters. Mr. Mo sat at the head with a cold expression, silent and scowling at the men below, who were deep in heated discussion.
Everyone below immediately tensed, wondering what was wrong with Mr. Mo this time!
A subordinate hurried over and whispered in his ear.
“Mr. Mo, Madam went to see Mr. Gu.”
Mr. Mo raised an eyebrow. “When?”
“Just now.”
Mr. Mo's heart began to pound. “Where?”
“【Expression】【Expression】 Square!”
Mr. Mo's face darkened. He sprang up and strode out of the conference room. That woman really needed to be taught a lesson!
The old men were left staring at one another, indignant but afraid to say a word!
Mr. Mo, how can you be so willful?
This novel features a powerful male lead and a powerful female lead joining forces. It tells a story of romance, family, and friendship, with power struggles, feuds among wealthy families, and household intrigue.
And there's an adorable little dumpling, too!